A Child ….. No More

The little child stood clinging on to the hand of his father as he tried to look through the crowd of people standing in the front of them. They were all listening to some person, whom he didnt know, standing on a makeshift stage, giving a speech about some other person, whom he also didnt…

For a Moment there I thought I was a Muslim ….

I was lying there prone on the street and I had no clue how I got there. All I could figure out was that the road wasnt such a great place to be sitting on. I was being surrounded by a crowd of people of all shapes and sizes, menacing and yet faceless. They were…